You think you know someone, then turns out you don't know them at all. It scares you knowing that no matter what they do, what they say, you'll need something more reassuring than anything you'll ever be able to get from them. They aren't doing anything wrong, they just aren't doing anything right.
But maybe the problem isn't them. Maybe they aren't the culprits of your distrust in humankind. They're just not the reason for anything anymore.
Just maybe, the fingers are pointing to the same conclusion. Just maybe for once, the problem is you.
Chances are, you can't figure it out because you're scared of realizing that you have the potential to be happy. Chances are, you're scared of being happy because you know it can be taken away from you at any moment because love becomes the thief of your well being. Chances are you'd rather just not get your hopes up anymore, because at the end of the day, you end up right back at square one, at rock bottom.
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